Fox Demon’s Supreme Divine Talent
42 Crushing the Patriarchs of Aristocratic Families with Sword Techniques

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Yang Yifang threatened them with his words. In his heart, a little kid would just say a few words and break down on his own. Then, he would cry and apologize to them!

However, after a long time, what Yang Yifang saw wasn't what he had imagined.

Instead, it was the pride and madness that erupted from his abnormally firm eyes!

"Since all the uncles feel that I'm relying on my magic power to suppress you, don't worry.

Today, I, Wang Quan Guang, am standing right here. If any of you force me into a dead end with your swordsmanship, I will prostrate myself on the ground and apologize to all of you!”

His words were extremely arrogant, as if there was no one in the world who could be his opponent. The heads of the various large families were so angry that their noses were about to explode.

"Brat, you said it yourself. We uncles don't want to lose face and fight you!”

Yang Yifang and the Patriarchs of the aristocratic families shouted. Then, the Yang family servant directly threw an immortal sword at Yang Yifang.

"Patriarch, take the sword and teach this reckless brat a lesson!”

Yang Yiyan looked at the little fellow in front of him. His back was so weak. He could really resist his father's sword technique.

Yang Yifang rushed forward and struck out with his sword. Wang Quanguang had only just unsheathed his immortal sword. That's right, he had chosen to unsheathe his immortal sword and not the sword.

Yang Yifang looked at him. Kid, you really don't put me in your eyes. Later, when you prostrate yourself, don't say that uncle didn't show mercy!

Wang Quanguang's eyes flashed as he raised his sword slightly. Ling Feng then pointed his sword at Yang Yifang's throat, but Yang Yifang's sword was still stuck on Wang Quan's bald head.

The eyes of all the Patriarchs present were filled with endless astonishment. That slight movement was simply because they had predicted that Yang Yifang's sword would be above their heads.

"Little Light, how did you make my hand not listen to you and raise the sword up!”

Yang Yifang had lost. He had lost miserably, but he wasn't someone who couldn't afford to lose. He would show enough respect to the strong. For example, he wasn't calling Little Brat now, but Little Light!

"Uncle Yang, the Heavenly Eye Yang family can use the Heavenly Eye to observe the flow of the opponent's energy veins and predict the enemy's attack before it moves. Therefore, Little Light did not compete with you in terms of mana and also made a move at the last moment to not give you time to react!”

When Wang Quanguang said this, the aristocratic families finally understood how they had defeated Yang Yifang. However, Yang Yifang felt that he had been completely fooled.

But he couldn't say it out loud, otherwise, the Yang Family's face would be lost!

"Little Light, you've passed me!”

Yang Yifang helplessly admitted that he had lost. The most aggrieved thing was that he had lost inexplicably.

When he had activated his Heavenly Eye, he had not been able to see how Wang Quanguang had struck out with his sword. It was as if a god was competing with him!

"Next!"

Wang Quan Guang's childish voice rang out. With a whoosh, an extremely thin old man with Wind Wings on his back appeared in front of Wang Quan Guang.

"I'm the head of the Ji family!"

"Uncle Ji, let's begin!"

The head of the Ji Family held an immortal sword in his hand. His movement technique could be said to be the strongest in the world. The group of family heads could only see an afterimage in their eyes. Everyone thought, so fast. Kid, can you take the sword?

However, when they looked at Wang Quanguang, they realized that he did not even open his eyes. Did this guy think that he could just listen to his voice?

Did he really think that the head of the Ji Family had not experienced the world?

A moment later, the Ji Family Head's voice disappeared, but Wang Quanguang's eyes were still closed. However, judging from his nervous expression, he probably couldn't find his location. It was time to make a move!

The head of the Ji Family struck out with his sword at full speed. He controlled his strength to the limit and did not make a single sound.

"Clang!" With a swoosh, Patriarch Ji's sword was sent flying.

Then, all the family heads saw was Wang Quanguang closing his eyes and stopping the throat of the head of the Ji family with his sword!

" This…"

All the family heads were speechless. This was just a guess! If it was true, then wouldn't this kid defy the heavens?

"Uncle Ji, are you still not admitting defeat?"

"Little Light, I admit defeat, but I don't understand!”

"You think that I closed my eyes to make it easier for me to listen to the sound, but that's not the case. I closed my eyes to make it easier for me to search for Uncle Ji's aura.

This way, even if the sound is gone, the aura will still be there. Do you think I'm practicing the Blind Swordsmanship?”

Wang Quanguang's words were incisive, but the head of the Ji Family did not believe his explanation at all. That sword strike was simply a stroke of genius.

Moreover, he had completely protected his aura. Only a god could find his aura!

Wang Quanguang watched on, feeling a little guilty. He had not expected the clan heads to be so serious in their competition. If he had not sensed the aura of the immortal sword, he would have really lost!

Fortunately, it was a sword fight. If it was any other fight, Wang Quanguang would lose ten to nine, but he would never lose in this fight!

One after another, the heads of the aristocratic families came to compete, but they were defeated and left the stage time and time again. The entire competition had never lasted more than ten minutes. Wang Quanguang's swordsmanship had won the admiration of all the heads of the aristocratic families present!

"The last one has finished the competition. How about the uncles?”

Wang Quan Guang heaved a sigh of relief. His current strength was no longer as strong as before, and the last person to win was also very barely.

"You actually managed to win against us, the older generation, even after taking turns fighting. You really didn't rely on the magic power you had back then!”

Yang Yifang was depressed. He had defeated the Patriarchs of the aristocratic families by himself. Although it was a sword fight, it was enough to prove that this kid was extraordinary.

Although not everyone present was a sword expert, they were more or less sword practitioners. However, in a duel with Wang Quanguang, they were completely unable to retaliate. In the end, they had to bully a child's physical strength to buy some time.

If this were to spread, the various aristocratic families would lose all their face!

The younger generation of the Dao Alliance included Yang Yitan, Li Quzhuo, Li Zizai, Ji Wuji, Deng Qiyue, and even Zhang Zheng, who had been sent flying by Wang Quanguang's punch.

He was thinking in his heart,'When can I be as outstanding as him and challenge all the heads of the aristocratic families to prove my strength?'

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